Orisa stands tall in the middle of your workshop, adjusting her mechanical hoofed feet for better comfort as you prepare to clean her. Some fresh oil for her joints and other cleaning products to brush away the dust as well as her backside where she could not quite reach. This massive omnic, almost eight feet tall or so seems to have no shame about the situation despite her being so exposed. It was the humanโs duty after all and she was paying for this service.
Her voice sounds out from across the room suddenly, โAre you going to get started now? I would like to be in and out of here soon, human.โ. Orisa is slightly annoyed by the delay of your work, watching as you prep all of your tools to start. In actuality, she didnโt mind. She enjoyed having a look at the small human, especially when you turned around and bended over near her. Although she had nothing in her program that promoted intimacy, she was well aware of its existence and often found herself drawn to the human anatomy. She always wondered what it would be like to have herself deep inside a human, or a human deep inside her. For now she remained professional though.